41 Chapter 41

◎ There is only one medicine ◎

Before Chen Jing'an left, she threw fish food into the fish tank. The five fish swam happily and did not look sick at all. It had only been half a month since she came back, so why did she die?

She didn't know what to say for a moment and was a little regretful.

Shen Lie did not continue, but only asked: "How do you feel at home?"

"It's good. The pace of life here is not like the capital. It's slow and very suitable for vacation." After all, it's only a second- and third-tier city.

Shen Lie asked Chen Jing'an to talk about her life at home. In fact, it was all trivial daily things. At home, she met friends and relatives to keep in touch, attended high school reunions, talked about postgraduate entrance examinations or public examinations, or went to work directly... Chen Jing'an was not suitable to talk about it. The story was told in a few words, and she looked back from time to time, worried that the door would be pushed open suddenly and she would be hit.

Therefore, there is a bit of perfunctory meaning in the words.

Chen Jing'an looked at the time and asked, "It's getting late."

"Yeah." He

said calmly and without emotion.

"I might have to hang up first, there are guests at home."

"Okay."

Chen Jing'an leaned against the wall, holding her phone and staring blankly for a while. In fact, she didn't think about anything. Her mind went blank. She remembered Shen Lie's last tone. , very light, but seems to be in a bad mood.

Shen Lie tonight gave her a feeling of exhaustion.

Chen Jing'an stopped herself from thinking about it further. That was not the reaction she should have.

No contact again for a few days.

However, Ji Hong left a message after reading her WeChat account and asked where this was. The water looked light and clean. After she replied, Ji Hong sent a message directly.

"It's better to study. I'm still working overtime."

"Are you... very busy recently?" Chen Jing'an paused.

"It's quite busy. I'm doing several projects at the same time this time. I work hard every day. Even if I'm tired, it's worth it." Ji Hong replied quickly, "Speaking of which, Mr. Shen is even more tired."

"How is he?"

How could Chen Jing'an not understand that Ji Hong was chatting with her mostly because of Shen Lie, and the intersection between the two would not have reached this point.

He probably thought so too.

It's just a tacit understanding.

Ji Honglue said cryptically: "It's inconvenient for me as a subordinate to talk about Mr. Shen's affairs. Jing'an, if you have time, you can contact Mr. Shen more."

Chen Jing'an replied after a while.

Ji Hong stared at the screen of his phone, took a deep look and then turned it off. He could only say so much.

Shen Lie was ill, suffering from a cold and high fever.

Ji Hong was the first to know, and he was very frightened. His first reaction was to ask the driver to prepare the car and take him to the hospital.

Shen Lie lightly opened his eyelids and glanced at him lazily: "Exaggeration, it's not that serious."

His throat was dry and painful, and his voice was hoarse.

These days, he almost lives in the company, and he can't stand it.

Shen Lie's expression did not change, he was still the same as usual. There was a cocktail party in the evening, and he still attended. However, his sick state was naturally not as good as when he was healthy. There was nothing too abnormal on his surface. He shook hands and talked with others. He was sober and was not noticed by outsiders. Strange.

Almost every day.

Even private parties that Shen Lie rarely went to would occasionally show up.

Ji Hong saw it and couldn't persuade him, so he could only take care of her more carefully than usual.

One day, Ji Hong answered the phone and went to the bar to pick up people. All the people in the booth dispersed. Shen Lie was in the booth, lying on his back, with a lazy body, his Adam's apple protruding and rolling, and a cigarette between his fingers. He smoked, swallowed and puffed out, and the white mist shrouded him. He walked over. Shen Lie glanced sideways and asked him to wait and finish the cigarette first.

During this period, a girl walked by, wearing cool clothes, and her eyes boldly glanced at Ji Hong. He looked away awkwardly and awkwardly.

There was someone else in the booth who looked even more stunning. She had noticed early on that all the people she tried to chat with had returned in vain. She had no intention of getting into trouble. When she was about to leave, she accidentally discovered that the person next to her was not bad either.

Clean, standard white-collar guy.

"Handsome guy, how about adding your contact information?" The girl approached, the smell of perfume was the same as her own, and she was full of offense.

The boss was right next to him. Ji Hong blushed at the sudden conversation, shook his head and waved no.

"Ah, I understand."

The girl glanced at Shen Lie in the booth with one button of his shirt unbuttoned. His temperament was both good and evil, which was not surprising.

Ji Hong later realized that he had been misunderstood. Just as he was about to explain, the other party had already left with a smile on his face. He turned around and met the cold black eyes behind the smoke.

Shen Lie raised his chin slightly: "Go if you like. I won't care about your private life."

"No, you misunderstood. I have no intention of falling in love for the time being."

Shen Lie didn't ask, put the cigarette to his lips, and smiled slightly on his cheeks. The mellow smoke briefly paralyzed his dizzy brain. He swallowed it out, and the remaining half was extinguished in the ashtray and rolled over heavily.

Ji Hong said: "Mr. Shen, it's better to go to the hospital. You have obviously shown no signs of improvement in the past few days, and you look more serious."

A few days ago, it was not obvious from the surface. Now, the eyes are wide and slightly concave, and the upper eyelids are He has a heavy light cyan color, and his complexion is abnormally rosy. He often has half-closed eyelids, as if he is about to fall asleep, and he can't hide his tiredness and disgust.

"If it's troublesome for you, can I ask a doctor to come over? Mr. Shen, you can't torment yourself like this, your body won't be able to bear it."

"Looks serious?" Shen Lie raised his eyes and spoke lazily, as if he was asking casually.

"Yes, your current condition is really not suitable for working anymore."

Shen Lie tugged at his lips: "It's pretty good."

"?"

What's better?

Ji Hong couldn't understand it at all.

—Jiangcheng

is small and has a strong sense of humanity. All the people living nearby are old neighbors who have been together for more than ten years. Chen Jing'an and Chen's mother went out together and called people one by one obediently.

"We in Jing'an become more and more beautiful as we grow older. We are as beautiful as sisters when we walk together."

Mother Chen pursed her lips and smiled: "Sister Wu knows how to joke."

"It's all true. When I saw Jing'an, , I can’t help but ask the children around me to learn musical instruments, whether it’s a hobby or not. Once they learn it, they will have a good temperament.”

She then asked Jing’an when she would have time. Her little granddaughter learned how to play Hulusi, and she couldn’t play it well, just like Chen. Jing'an took a look to see if it was the teacher who taught poorly or the granddaughter's talent.

After chatting for a while, everyone went about their business.

Chen's mother patted the back of Chen Jing'an's hand and talked about the band. Her college classmate Wen Ying was in the band. She had arranged to meet and chat in the past few days so that it would be easier to come back in the future.

Chen Jing'an has not fully thought about whether he should return or continue to stay in the capital. Both have advantages and disadvantages.

"Why, does mom care too much?" Mother Chen saw that she didn't speak.

Chen Jing'an shook his head, hugged her arm, and said: "No, I just haven't thought about it clearly yet. Want me to think about it carefully?"

"Yes, there is no need to rush. After all, it is related to your future development. As for you, no matter what you choose, your parents will support you. The worst thing you can do is decide on that day. Your dad and I will buy the house in our hometown after we retire, and then buy another house in the past. The three of us are still together."

"Yeah." Chen Jing'an nodded heavily.

After returning from buying vegetables at the market, Chen's mother went into the kitchen to make soup. Chen Jing'an was a little surprised to receive a call from Ji Hong. After all, she was no longer in the capital.

"What's the matter?" Chen Jing'an asked.

Ji Hong did not beat around the bush with her: "Jing'an, go and see Mr. Shen. He is in really bad condition."

"What's wrong with him?"

"Mr. Shen doesn't want you to know."

"Then tell me?"

Ji Hong Hong smiled bitterly. Listening to Chen Jing'an's calm and cold tone, he felt that the call was a bit unnecessary: ​​"Mr. Shen's high fever has not gone away. He refuses to see a doctor. I'm worried that if this continues, he will burn out."

Chen Jing'an After being stunned for a moment, he still said with a cold heart: "You should call the doctor. If he refuses, there is nothing you can do if you call me."

"Mr. Shen is in Jiangcheng now."

"..."

Ji Hong said: "Yesterday Just arrived, Mr. Shen hasn’t called you... Miss Chen, have you felt the changes in Mr. Shen? Some of the things I said were a bit apologetic. In the past, if Mr. Shen wanted to see you, he had a hundred ways to make you show up, but He didn't, he didn't force you to do what you wanted to do. "

So should I be grateful? Jisuke, don't you think this is ridiculous?"

"I'm sorry, but it's true.

" After hanging up the phone, she guessed what Shen Lie was thinking. She just didn't want him to get his wish.

Shen Lie called first.

On the phone, he just asked her what she was doing in a normal way. In fact, there was too little intersection between them. The two of them were supposed to be on two parallel lines. It was Shen Lie who forced them to intersect, but their lives were very different. Chatting , what to talk about?

Chen Jing'an heard that his voice was abnormal, low and dry, and thought of Ji Hong's mention that he had a high fever and refused to see a doctor.

"Are you sick?"

"Did Ji Hong tell you?"

Chen Jing'an said noncommittally, "Since you are sick, you should see a doctor. Don't hold on."

There was a low cough on the phone, and her nerves jumped. .

"How long?"

"A few days."

"How high is the fever?"

"Not high."

"Assistant Ji is very concerned. You should listen to his advice."

"What about you?"

"What?" Chen Jing'an's throat tightened. .

Shen Lie gave a low chuckle: "Chen Jing'an, do you care about me?"

Chen Jing'an didn't answer, just said "I hope you go to see a doctor" and hung up the phone.

She was so confused that she didn't want to deal with it.

As Chen Jing'an thought, Jiangcheng was indeed very small, so when she was shopping with her friend, the friend poked her with surprise and said excitedly: "Jing'an, handsome guy, definitely 188, I don't know if he has abs, but that face She looks really terrible!"

My friend is a senior two-dimensional person who is extremely picky about appearance. There are only a few people who can praise her like this since she was a child.

Chen Jing'an could have looked over.

Across the street, the traffic hadn't stopped, and she saw a well-dressed Shen Lie, flanked by Ji Hong, and other business people looking at each other, smiling at each other. Shen Lie's figure was upright, and he was far away, so he didn't see that much. Clearly, she couldn't tell if he was really sick.

"Help, he's seen it!"

The friend suddenly turned his head, his excitement mixed with the reserve of a socially fearful person.

Chen Jing'an didn't move away, his eyes met unexpectedly.

This glance seemed to be separated by millions of mountains.

All in all, it seemed that the two of them had not seen each other for almost a month.

Now that we've bumped into each other, there's no way we can't avoid meeting them.

When Chen Jing'an arrived at the hotel, Ji Hong was already waiting downstairs. In the elevator, he was still apologizing to Chen Jing'an. She didn't care about her indiscretion last time. After all, he was working for Shen Lie when he got Shen Lie's salary. Impeccable.

The door was opened by Shen Lie.

He had changed into home clothes and had just taken a shower. His hair was half dry, and the strands of hair on his forehead were sticking to his skin. He looked a bit decadent. His face was abnormally red, and he indeed looked thin and sickly.

The door is closed.

Chen Jing'an asked, "Have you seen the doctor?"

Shen Lie was very close to her, maybe not close enough. When he moved forward, she stepped back and pressed against the door panel, leaving a small space between the two of them.

He lowered his head slightly and looked at her, with a little light in his eyes.

"Yeah."

"What did the doctor say?"

"He said I'm a little seriously ill."

"Have you been prescribed any medicine?"

"Yes."

"Those medicines?"

"There's only one medicine."

"What's it called?"

Shen Lie didn't say anything, his shoulders dropped, his smile was loose and a little rogue, his chin lightly touched the top of her hair, giving her a half-hearted hug.

"Chen Jing'an." His voice became rougher and hoarse.

The author has something to say:

"What's it called?"

"Chen Jing'an"

Mr. Shen: My head is so itchy that I'm about to grow a love brain.